I want to apologize. I judged you, saying your  “I’m sorry I hurt you” doesn’t explain a year of hateful lies. I judged that it happened as recent as last week. I judged your grand gesture as performance and said maybe we’ll have the real conversation some day, with no audience, no prepared speech and more years behind us. I judged you repaid my kindness and compassion with anger and deceit.  Upon reflection, I realize you were being as sincere as you could be.  I apologize for not recognizing that. If I judged unfairly, it was only because I thought so much more was possible. My lesson is to meet friends where they are and not where I think they are.  I apologize. For the future, by the fruits we shall know.  Bless us all.